Per Aunt Janet... the blog...
For those that don't know... my parents died very young. My father at 51 - from either a heart attack or a stroke - can't remember which - on the 4th of July no less. Mom died at 57 from an unforgiving cancer.
Needless to say - in the deep, dark corners of my brain, I worry about my kids. Let's face it - I had Riley and Alyx at the late end of the child birthing spectrum. Checking out early is not a good option as I think children at any age need their mama.
Last week, I had a strange pain while I work and I didn't think much of it but did go up and have my bp checked. And it happened again yesterday. It starts in my shoulder blade - a sharp burning pain - that travels down my left arm - numbing my fingers and causing my left hand to turn to ice. It only last about five minutes. My friend Amy dragged me upstairs to the Nurse - who did the BP and told me to go to the dang doctor.
OK - I hate doctors. I don't like to get lectured - I know what I do wrong and they never tell anyone anything good. I went today. He is not sure exactly what is wrong but was pretty sure it wasn't heart related. He thinks it is my shoulder. So - three hours later - a zillion xrays are completed. I will have results in a few days.
Oh - of course, I got lectured about my weight, lack of exercise and my drinking habits. And i go back in a month for blood work and followup visit.